Such a Naughty Girl (Hot Creeps #2)

Chapter Thirteen

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

IZZY

Staring at the bathroom door did nothing to calm me down. I wanted to tear through it and kick Emmett right in the shins. To kick him until he pinned me down in a rage and took me.

Dammit.

No!

Somehow Emmett hadinfiltratedmy brain and filled it withdisgustingurges, which I had no businessentertaining.

I didn’t want to have sex with him .

I didn’t want to have sex at all.

The twinge from my groin called me a liar.

Truly, I didn’t know who I was madder at. Him for getting me into the mess or me for enjoying it. Or my dad for making my so-called purity such a gigantic ball and chain in my life. Most people just had sex. Sure, they made stupid mistakes and sometimes regretted it. But they also had fun . No guilt.

The lights flickered in the cabin before returning to black. It must mean workmen were nearby fixing downed lines.

They could help me. They’d have a big truck and could get me to a town to call my parents.

Hastily, I pulled on my clothes and coat, shoving my feet into my sneakers. Still no signal on my phone. My car keys jangled in my coat pocket, waiting to be returned to normality.

No more sitting around and waiting to be rescued.

No more bartering with the loner to swap cookies for cock-sucking.

The sun was already dipping as my feet crunched in the first footsteps of snow outside. I needed to get to the road and then I’d wait until the trucks came by and plead for help.

I’d never have to see Emmett’s stupid, crinkled face again.

The twinge in my chest at the thought fuelled mydetermination. There was no way I cared about him.

No-bloody-way.